Hogwarts Lion Girl

Suddenly, a sharp cry broke out in the crowd, accompanied by panic and anxiety, and everyone retreated quickly, trying to keep a distance from the sudden danger before them.

"Don't worry, leave it to me." Lockhart suddenly stepped forward.

His wand drew an unstable arc in the air, and the clumsy and artificial swing made the situation even more out of control.

The black snake suddenly spiraled up in front of everyone's horrified gaze, and finally fell down with a loud bang, landing right in front of the panicked crowd.

The black snake swam straight towards Justin Finch-Fletchley, who was closest to it, with its tongue spitting out. It raised its head, bared its fangs, and prepared to attack.

There was a suppressed fear in the air, and Snape's brows were furrowed, ready to take action.

At this moment, the black snake suddenly stopped in the air, and all eyes were focused on Harry.

Harry's voice was low and full of mystery, and his eyes were slightly shining, as if controlled by an indescribable force.

His lips opened slightly, and he uttered a string of ancient and strange syllables, a chilling snake language.

As his voice became louder, Black Snake stopped moving, as if listening to his call. The rest of the students and professors watched this scene nervously, not daring to make a sound.

The entire Great Hall was shrouded in an atmosphere of oppression and expectation, with only Harry's voice echoing in the empty hall.

Lockhart and Snape had different expressions. A hint of surprise flashed in Lockhart's eyes, while Snape had a serious face and frowned, obviously feeling uneasy about the ability that Harry suddenly displayed.

Snape didn't wait any longer, took out his wand, and quickly turned the black snake into a puff of black smoke.

Harry looked up and grinned at Justin who was standing there in panic.

Everyone's eyes seemed to be frozen at this moment, and the sharp gazes pierced the solidified air. The subtle distance of just one step away made people feel as if they were separated by a world.

Malfoy's face was a mixture of suspicion and confusion. He looked Harry up and down, as if trying to get a glimpse into the other's hidden thoughts.

The students around held their breath, and they looked at Harry's outline with surprised eyes, as if they were observing an unknown mysterious creature.

Justin's skin pores contracted with fear, his dignity and shame fought on an abstract battlefield. In the end, anger prevailed, but fear lurked in his heart in a more cunning way.

His voice echoed under the dome of the auditorium, carrying with it a kind of shame and disbelieving shock that was eager to be expressed.

"What do you think you're playing at?" Justin's tone was filled with an indignant tremor, and his turning movement was so sudden and so undisguised, as if the urge to flee the auditorium was his only clear perception.

As he fled, his shoulders trembled slightly, as if carrying an unspeakable burden, and his hurried footsteps echoed lonely on the empty marble floor.

In the busy and tense auditorium, Salina's movements seemed particularly urgent.

She and Ron moved quickly among the crowd, their eyes determined, completely ignoring the panic and chaos of the people around them.

Salina's brows were furrowed, she was well aware of the possible consequences of Harry's use of Parseltongue - it was a rare and misunderstood ability, enough to cause more panic.

As they approached the stage, Ron's face turned a little pale, but his steps did not hesitate at all.

Their eyes were fixed on Harry, who was still standing on the stage, looking lost and confused, obviously overwhelmed by the chaos around him.

Harry's eyes darted between the wide-eyed audience, as if he was trying to comprehend what was happening.

Hermione and Ron reached the edge of the stage almost at the same time, and they quickly climbed forward, their arms skillfully and quickly wrapped around Harry's shoulders.

Hermione's voice whispered in Harry's ear, her tone urgent and firm: "Harry, come down now!"

Harry's expression changed from confusion to seriousness, and he seemed to finally realize his situation.

He nodded, then let Hermione and Ron's arms guide him as he carefully stepped back from the stage.

The three of them walked quickly off the stage together, and as they left, the tense atmosphere seemed to ease a little.

In the Gryffindor common room, their breathing was slightly rapid.

Ron looked around nervously, while Hermione looked at Harry with concern, her eyes full of worry and doubt, trying to read Harry's behavior just now from his eyes.

……

Harry Potter is accused of possessing the ability to communicate with snakes (known as Parseltongue), much to the shock and disquiet of his friends.

This power is associated with the Heir of Slytherin, but Harry denies any involvement and insists that he did not open the Chamber of Secrets.

Although Ginny expressed her trust in Harry, others' concerns and doubts still existed.

Harry feels isolated and panicked as he discovers that he may be mistaken for some evil character.

……

It's not just the rat hiding in the dark corner, but also Justin from Hufflepuff.

He squatted under the bed in the dormitory with his knees hugged nervously, his heart beating like a drum.

The night outside the window was getting darker and darker. Justin's shadow was distorted in the dim light, just like his tangled mood at the moment.

"Justin, you must not be discovered by Potter." His voice echoed in the dormitory with an unquestionable sense of urgency. "He will get you in trouble. You'd better hide yourself like a mole."

Justin pursed his lips. He recalled the words he had accidentally revealed to Porter. He didn't think much about it at the time, but now they have become a heavy stone threatening his safety.

Mottled light and shadows seeped in from the gaps in the curtains. Justin looked at his own shadow, hoping that this difficult time would end soon.

……

In a corner of the library, a group of young Hufflepuff wizards were discussing whether Harry Potter could be the heir of Slytherin.

The young wizards held different opinions on this, some expressed doubts, while others supported Harry.

During the discussion, Ernie insisted that there was a good chance that Harry was the heir because he could speak Parseltongue.

Just when everyone was beginning to believe this speculation, Hermione suddenly appeared and firmly refuted this unfounded speculation, pointing out that bloodline cannot determine a person's quality and ability.

Ernie looked horrified and tried to use the purity of his family's bloodline as an argument, but Hermione flatly denied it.

The conflict never escalated, but it created a rift between Hermione and her Hufflepuff friends.